Syrian Agony Poem by Udaya R. Tennakoon

A bird flying in the Sky
Can be evidence
May be blind
While the justice disappears
Over the point of view


He may hate
To sit with them
Sticks on the sky
Flying without aim
Looking back and at
The theories of peace

Word to word
Weapon to weapon
Blood to blood
Hand to hand
To fight and to celebrate
For a happiness of the end

Epic turns pages
Learns lessons
Without verbs

Freeze Rivers of universe
Melt and flow
Pouring human blood
Turning into “Red Sea”
Uniting the sea of whole

Glory and power
Will of desire
Bi- tri – polar
Toast for over

Arrogant decision
Legitimates peace
Innocent civilian
Encages to piece

Die and cry
Carry on why
Syrian’s sky
Heave a sigh

Bird you and I are misguided
Media as a medium
Is as a message
Hegemony of the God
Of several hands